Damn You, American Cinema

Every time someone picked up one of the antique pieces, I was waiting for them to drop it.

Every time someone lit a fire, I was waiting for the house to burn down.

Every time the siblings had a conversation, I was waiting for over-the-top histrionics.

Every time someone was behind the wheel and distracted, I was waiting for a brutal crash.

When the daughter was picked up from the police station, I was waiting for guns, drugs, or pregnancy to follow.

When the party took place at the end, I was waiting for the house to get destroyed.

In short - it is so refreshing to see a film where none of these easy cards are played, but instead we are shown a genuine, relaxed portrait of family life.